Breathe me. (A Ricky Horror Love story)

Beaten and Bruised Someone Come Save Me

I woke up tasting blood in my mouth.

It didn't hit me for a few minutes- what happened last night I mean. There is no way in hell I am staying in this house any longer than I have to. I'm done, so completely done with this crazy bitch.

I tried shifting myself over and yelped out in pain. Owe! God that freaking hurt. I laid back down on the ground what's the point of getting up anyways?

"I can't do this anymore," I whispered tears leaking from my eyes.

I glanced to my right and saw hope sitting there. My phone is by me thank god. I grabbed it and went through my contacts till I found Izzy.

The phone rang three times before she answered.

"Hey I was just about to call you! Can you hangout today?"

"Can you come to my house?" I chocked out.

"Violet is there something wrong?" The concern was apparent in her voice.

"Yes now hurry." I whined.

"Okay I'll be right over!" she said and hung up.

I waited for about ten minutes and i heard my front door bust open.

"Violet you here?" She called out about to run upstairs.

"Right here!"

She looked over running to me.

"Oh Violet, what happened? Did she hurt you again?" Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes.

I just nodded and starting crying. She held me and rocked me in her arms.

"I'm so sorry, Vi. I'm so so sorry." She waited until I finished crying until she picked me up.

"You're not staying here. Not today not tomorrow. You can stay at my house as long as you please."

"How'd you get here?"

A smirk on her lips now she answered, " A certain band found out they had two days off and a certain someone wanted to spend time you."

My eyes winded. No I can't see the guys looking like this.

"I'll drive myself." I said stubbornly.

"No you will not. I'm going to go pack your things and I'm getting Angelo to come in here. The rest of the guys are at my house."

That relaxed me a ton. Thank god.

She walked outside and came back with Angelo following her.

" Holy shit! What happened Violet?" Angelo said rushing over to me.

"That doesn't matter right now Ang. Just help her up." Izzy said walking up the stairs.

"Does it hurt to get up?"

I nodded, "Yeah I'm just sore."

He nodded picking me up and carrying outside to their bus. He put me in the back and shut the door carefully. He got into the drivers seat and turned to face me.

"Thank you." I said my voice small and frail.

"It was no problem," He assured me with a kind smile. "Who did this to you?"

" A mugger?" I tried. The look he was giving me told me that he wasn't joking.

"My, uh, my mom." I looked down shamefully.

"Want me to scrap a bitch?" He said with a goofy smile. At least he's tying to lighten the mood,

Izzy came back with a suit case and another bag. We set off to her house and once we got there I tried to get out of the car almost falling but Ang caught me.

"Don't worry I've got you." His smile never leaving his face. He carried me to the door and knocked on it waiting for the door to be opened,

When it did it opened and I saw Chris. He face grew surprised as he looked at me.

"Violet are you okay?"

I nodded slightly and my heart started to speed up when I heard a voice pipe up, "Violet?"

He moved so we can all get in and all the guys sat in the living room just talking then their attention turned to me.

"Whoa, what happened?" Ryan said.

"I fell down the stairs, clumsy me." I gave my best fake smile.

I got disapproving stares from Ricky. The look he was giving me told me to cut the shit but I didn't say a word.

Ang carried me up to Izzy's room and set me on her bed. He left whispering that he wouldn't tell them what happened. And I'm so fucking thankful for that.

Izzy came in and set my shit on the floor.

"C'mon let's go get you cleaned up." She helped me to the bathroom and sat me on the closed lid of the toilet. She ran the bath and poured tons of bubbles into it and lit candles. Why was she so good to me?

"Just call out if you need me." She sat one of my bags down and left. I undressed myself climbing into the bathtub. This feels so nice. I closed my eyes and not even a moment later there was a knock on the door. Just Izzy, I thought.

Oh was I wrong.

The door opened and in came Ricky. At least the bubbles covered everything. They even almost covered my face.

"Hey can I come in?"

"Uh sure but I'm kinda taking a bath."

"Is everything covered?" He asked looking at the ground still.

"Yeah."

"Then I think We're good." He chuckled.

He sat on the floor next to the tub. Why'd he come in here? Not that I care, but I'm curious.

"Don't think I'm a pervert coming in here. I just wanted to talk." He said with a frown.

"NO! I mean no, I don't think that." I tried to played it off but he already caught it.

"So w-what did you want to talk about?" I asked desperately trying to forget i just yelled no at him.

"Who did this to you?"

"The stairs I already told you," I argued.

"Bull, now I'm going to try again and i better not hear stairs."

"mhswmuh." I mumbled.

"What?"

"Mymusher."

"Please speak English," he demanded.

"My mother," I winced as I said it.

He finally heard it. He looked at me with his eyes wide. "Your mom did this to you?"

I nodded slowly.

"Vi, I don't want to see you hurt ever. I'll keep you safe, I'll protect you I'd do anything to keep you from getting hurt."

I looked at him shocked. Am I dreaming or am I dreaming? Apparently I'm not because he said something else.

"You make me feel weird and goofy. But I like it." He said and got up to leave. Did he really just say all of that?

A/N: Sorry it's been so long! I've been sick and busy with school :c don't hate me.